Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder Chapter 488

Chapter 146: Moonlit Dreams

*Ciana*

I was fading into and out of consciousness, moving between my dreams and reality.

The first thing I noticed was that wherever I was, it did not smell like my room. Instead, it smelled of old wood and musk.

Hushed voices reached my ear.

“This is stupid. There is no telling if this will even work.” The first voice was female. “What if the rumors aren’t true? She will know exactly who we are within seconds.”

“Don’t be such a pessimist, Jennifer. The rumors are true. She went back home. Why else would she be back in her home pack and not at the palace?” another female voice replied.

There was silence for a few moments.

“I still think this is a dumb idea. We could die once they find out. Let’s just kill her and be done with it.”

“We can’t kill her!” The softer female voice exclaimed. “Those were not Luther’s instructions.”

“Is Luther here? No. Why? Because of her!”

‘Keep it down, Jennifer! Do you want to wake her? She will be confused and disoriented when she wakes up. We need her to trust us.”

“Magnolia, I could give two shits about this girl. She is vulnerable and weak right now. All I need to do is take one clean swipe and this will all be over with. Just let me do it.”

The Jennifer woman sounded very angry.

“No. You will not touch her. She is our Luna!”

Jennifer scoffed.

‘You loved Luther and this is the best way to avenge him. We all miss him, Jen. But you can’t be reckless. We need to be careful how we proceed from now on. Okay?”

There was silence again. I heard some shuffling but I didn’t open my eyes.

Who were these women and what did they want with me?

“I think she’s waking up. I heard the change in her heartbeat.” The voice I now knew to belong to Magnolia said. “Luna Ciana? Are you awake?’

Slowly I blinked my eyes open and stared up at an old white ceiling. The paint was peeling and there were cracks in the corners. Slowly I turned to my left and saw two women standing not too far from the small couch I had been placed on. One looked at me with concern and the other looked at me with disdain and hatred.

I quickly sat up with my eyes scanning the room. The wooden floors were rotting and the white walls were stained with various liquids, one of which I was sure was blood. The place looked more like a crime scene than a living room to me.

I was sure I had never been here before but there was a sense of familiarity about it that I just couldn’t shake. The air in this room smelled familiar and even felt familiar. Darn those lost memories!

Flashes of me walking down a pristine white marble hallway came to mind. But as quickly as the memory came it fled from me. I held onto the side of my temple and groaned as the dull ache in my head started.

“Luna, are you okay?” One of the women came to the couch and knelt before me. “We aren’t going to hurt you. You are safe here.”

I moved away from her to one side of the couch. “Who are you?” I demanded.

“My name is Magnolia and this is Jennifer.” She pointed to the woman who still looked like she wanted to kill me. “We are your friends. Do you not remember us?”

head. “What kind of friends take someone

laugh. “We heard the rumors of your memory loss and we knew if we came to you directly

have asked for an audience with my

“Alpha Black doesn’t

claim to have known me. For all

we aren’t lying to

do you keep calling me that? I am

at me. “You are the Luna of the Ortiz pack. Can’t you feel your connection to

stormed out of the room we were

‘Don’t mind her.”

like me very

a lot of people.” Magnolia came to sit beside me. “But back to why you are here. You are here

or anything to do with this Luther guy. Now, will you please take me back to my pack? My father

stand but Magnolia placed her

can help you

I stilled. “What?”

and walked over to a bag that laid on the floor. She dug into it before she pulled out some

can help you bring back your memories. Then all of

that? How is a rock

just some rock. It’s a crystal. The Moonlit Crystal to be exact. It’s a sacred artifact and linked to the

person that came to

these things that I felt on the inside. All the things Theo told me about. The life we had supposedly built together. I would finally be able to

was saying Theo wasn’t my beloved-Luther

your permission

realizing that I needed to

and instructed me to lay down and I did as

on my heart and placed her hands on top of it. She closed her eyes and began chanting inaudible

and down

torn leather of

mind, Luna. Let me

and I was plunged deep into

the expensive leather in the car. My

was in a dream state

saw I was in a rose-gold gown. Tall trees passed us by out the window as the car moved down

to his mouth and kissed its

my

“Luther?”

widened and his eyes danced with an emotion that I

that happiness or

felt a force push me backward until I

Luther stood next to me

mark she left on this

his head in disbelief. “Why did

understand you. King Sebastian destroyed your pack

those words, and everything was like deja vu. Those…

you are a

over my shoulder. “A lot of

out of a banquet hall to a lounge. Once we were in the private lounge, he put me down on a couch and gently lifted my twisted ankle,

gentle, just

up at me, he asked, “Ciana, tell me if I’m crazy for asking this but… Is it possible